The way I see, I didn’t loose a thing

A couple of weeks ago we took baby J to the beach.

Manfriend had insisted several months ago that we bought her a set of Roxy beach shirt and flip flops against my will because they were beautiful, but it was a big deal for us because that kind of splurge is not in our budget. This was the first time he got to see her wearing them.

He was also taking us to one of the best beaches in the island -one that miraculously I hadn’t seen before- so he was super exited about the whole trip.

I was exited too, I was just also a little bit nervous about how the whole day would pan out and the nervous was overshadowing the exited.  But we got there and seriously spent one of the best days out we’ve had.  Baby J played and enjoyed every second and it was just so relaxing it almost made me scared.  I was also very impressed with the beach:  no waves!  At all!  Apparently it’s like that the whole year because of it’s location.   It’s called Playa Santa and it’s a true gem.

The only slight annoyance from the whole thing was carrying all the stuff.  It gets heavy with a toddler, plus we wanted to cook while we were over there, and it was just a lot.  I spent the whole day before the trip getting everything ready and I just dreaded the moment when we had to pack everything back.

So I was super happy and felt a profound sense of accomplishment when we packed;  taking turns between packing and playing with baby J, we got everything set in about half an hour.  Cue me doing the winning dance while walking back to the car.

And then while we were already halfway on the trip back home (which was about two hours) I felt a pang on my chest.  I had taken baby J’s flip flops off and put them in her stroller… which had been shaken almost upside down while prepping other stuff and I just felt that they weren’t in the car.

Manfriend got so upset it took him over a week to get over the loss.  You might think this is exaggerated, I agree, but he has a point:  I have basically lost one thing every time we go out on big trips.  Hair accessories, sippy cups, a Chicco stroller.

Oh, yes, I lost a whole stroller.

One that looked like this and was a gift from my mother because we couldn’t afford it.  I had to wait five hours in an office with baby J by myself because it was pouring outside after an appointment and I was exhausted.  Manfriend picked me up told me to get in the car after setting baby J inside, I thought he was going to take care of the stroller but he didn’t and I just floored the car out of there and left the stroller right there in the parking lot.

I wasn’t as lucky this time and the stroller obviously disappeared that same day.

In my defense:  I lost the stroller, but I didn’t loose the baby.

Actually, I think that’s why I keep forgetting all the other stuff.  I just employ all the brain cells into making sure of her well being.

I apologised to her for loosing her flip flops, but I hope when she’s older she can understand that I would give thousands flip flops for all the fun we had at the beach together.


Tuesdays of Texture

Every Tuesday I post a photo of a texture or the use of a texture and share a detail of my part of the world.  

I invite you to join in the fun of sharing an image of the textures around you by including a link to this post in your own (you don’t have to make an exclusive Tuesdays of Texture post!). 

You can find an image you like during the week if you don’t have one today :)  

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Winter leaves. #texture

Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.
Henry Van Dyke

Thanksgiving Day is almost here, which means Christmas is almost here, which means IT’S ALMOST 2015.  I just took you to New Year’s Eve without any preparation whatsoever, you are welcome!

There was one entry last week; you can check out a very sparkly texture at prior house’s blog.

You will have a ton of texture images from all the food Thursday, remember to share a bit of your tasty part of the world!



Dancing Mondays: Almost Christmas Edition

Look, I know we haven’t even celebrated Thanksgiving.  I’m the first person voting to wait just a tiny bit more to officially welcome Christmas:  as much as I love Christmas I think some of the magic goes away when you start to see Christmas trees up since September -and some stores did have them!- and specially since Puerto Rican Christmases last until AFTER January sixth, when we celebrate the Three Kings Day.

BUT, if I wait until Christmas is here to share this it won’t have any flare left, and I want you to feel the flare.  You need to listen to this and still feel a bit giddy that the season is coming and it will sound THIS good.  Or better!

So, here.  Michael Bublé and Idina Menzel giving you Baby is Cold Outside, lip synced by adorable kids.

And Kristen Bell singing Text Me Merry Christmas with that sweet voice of her.


The season is ALMOST HERE!  Rejoice this Monday, and dance a little!


PS:  Last Monday post had a few videos missing, I fixed all the ones I could find.  You can now listen to the music here.



The Week Elsewhere


Jaden and Willow Smith just gave me all the words I’ll ever need to use if I want to leave someone dumfounded in the middle of a conversation.  Preferably a serious and deep one.


Cool people posted cool stuff

Blinded by rage in JM Lysun.

Zinnia by Paul Militaru.

Sparkling or still by Living and Loving.

Take Ten at Kerry C. Adventures.

The Three Fates at La Audacia De Aquiles.


In the World Wide Web

Original Harry Potter sketches O_o

Veiled figures carved out of marble by Antonio Corradini.

I remember something like this happening here (in Puerto Rico) a couple of years back, but she walked into a fountain.  I can hear my grandmother telling me to “look where you’re going!” while it’s happening.

If Bono is not available, there’s Jimmy.


Happy day to you!